Yongzheng and I refreshed the tablet together

Chapter 22
Yinzhen got dressed and walked out with a straight face.

Su Peisheng ducked aside.

Jiang Ying turned around and took a step back in fright when he saw the man's dark face. Then he showed his brightest smile: "Master, you're awake and you're talking about arranging breakfast for today. Take a look at the menu. What do you want to eat?"

Yinzhen said: "I don't have many requirements for food and drink. It's up to you."

After speaking, he walked away.

Jiang Ying looked at his back and walked to the courtyard door in the blink of an eye, shouting: "Then I'll order now. Remember to come back early for dinner."

"Be back soon." Yinzhen did not look back, but left a message. He went to the front yard to see his son. The little boy had just had milk and was sleeping soundly.

"Is there anything wrong with Honghui?"

The nanny lowered her gaze and replied, "My little brother is very good at eating, and his crying when he wakes up is limited."

Yinzhen fiddled with his son's soft fetal hair with his fingers. This was his eldest son, and he would never let him die at a young age as predicted by the current "Fu Jin".

"Take good care of my little brother, and you will be rewarded." Yinzhen gently put his son on the crib, "It's okay if Fujin comes to visit, but don't let them be alone for too long."

Grandma's face changed with fright when she heard these words. Do you still doubt that Fujin will be harmful to the little brother?
Yinzhen was not worried that that woman would be harmful to his son. He knew from her voice that she wanted to gain his favor by raising Honghui. In her voice, she often expressed pity that he had no successor. .

Therefore, Yinzhen concluded that the woman who occupied Fujin's body would treat Honghui sincerely, because Fujin had been squeezed away by her, and Honghui was born from her belly.

If Honghui is raised well, and if Honghui has some talents, her position as the Fujin will be completely secure.

But no matter how true Yinzhen's sincerity for Honghui, which was born out of various natural benefits, was, even if it would exceed the children she would be involved in from the "conception", he would not let her get close. Honghui.

However, it is impossible for Yinzhen to "conceive" offspring with such a woman.

It wasn't because she had seized Fujin's body, but because he hated her unconscious condescension and her personality of considering interests before doing anything.

His imperial father, the emperor who raised him, and his biological mother all had certain demands when facing him, which forced him to use scheming from an early age to show them what they wanted to see. one side.

In fact, Yinzhen really hates calculations based on interests.

But Lin Lanlan is the kind of person who has this kind of thing engraved in his bones.

When Yinzhen returned to the backyard, he happened to meet a frail beauty. This kind of beauty was indeed the type he liked before, but he didn't know if he had been watching that strange tablet next to Jiang in the past two days. Now I feel very awkward when I first see such a woman.

This look is too unhealthy, no wonder I can't raise children.

Mrs. Yin stood weakly under the tree, holding a willow branch in her hand, and softly recited a poem: "It's so tight before leaving, I'm afraid I'll be back late. My poor child, my mother made it for you." There are so many clothes, but none of them can fit on you."

In the end, I burst into tears.

Yinzhen did not feel any sympathy. Instead, he thought of a scene in the TV series he and Jiang watched together. The concubine in the palace deliberately danced in the plum forest at night in order to attract the emperor's attention.

"Master." Mrs. Yin suddenly exclaimed, stopping the Fourth Master who was about to pretend not to notice and turn around to leave.

Yinzhen turned back to his toes, looked at Yin's unusually red cheeks, and said, "It's cold in the morning, so you're so weak that you just rested in the house."

Hearing his concern, Mrs. Yin suddenly shed two lines of tears in her eyes.

Yinzhen:"……"

He thought of Mrs. Jiang who was crying. Indeed, Mrs. Jiang was not crying as beautifully.

Mrs. Yin came to the fourth master in two or two steps, climbed on his legs and knelt down. Her tearful eyes showed disbelief: "Master, I don't believe it. The loss of my child has nothing to do with Mr. Jiang. Please, If we check again, if it wasn't Mrs. Jiang that day, our children would not be without us."

Before he finished speaking, he was already exhausted and crying on the ground.

With such a pitiful appearance, if Yinzhen had not seen Jiang, he would have felt pity for her, regardless of whether Yin's loss of her son had anything to do with Jiang, and would have ordered someone to send Jiang out of the house.

But now, not to mention that he had indeed found out that Yin's falling into the water had nothing to do with Jiang, even if it was Jiang's fault, he would not drive Jiang away.

Yinzhen said to the slaves around Yin: "Get your master involved." "Master, please seek justice for our children." Yin cried so hard that the screams in her heart were louder than ever. If she harmed my child, she should be cut into pieces and her eyes and tongue gouged out. 】

Yinzhen glanced at Ms. Yin with a deep look, bent down, and broke off Ms. Yin's hands holding the hem of his clothes one by one, and said calmly: "Ms. Yin, the matter about the child has been found out. You Now, it’s overstepped.”

After saying that, he let go of the woman's hand.

Yin suddenly lost her strength and sat down.

Yinzhen said: "Take her back to have a good life."

The maids and maids beside Ms. Yin immediately stepped forward to help her.

Seeing that the man didn't say a word of comfort, Yin's face showed a sarcastic smile, this is her man, how ruthless.

Their child was gone, but he couldn't even bear to deal with the culprit.

The maid Zhuiyue helped her master to get up with distress, and whispered persuasion: "Master, Mrs. Jiang is being favored. Now you can no longer hold on to the things ahead. The most important thing is to win back my heart."

Yin's eyes were firm, "You are right, avenging my child will take a long time to come."

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In just a few days, Lin Lanlan got into the habit of picking Buddha beans. She had a premonition that this mission would not be completed. In order to suppress the original soul power and prevent her from waking up and regaining control of her body, she spent a lot of her own strength.

The original Ulanara family was a cruel woman. Even though she knew that her son would die at the age of seven or eight, and that she would fall out of favor in his later years, even the Fourth Master who had become the emperor did not pay homage to her when he died. Agree to let Lin Lanlan take over her body and live for her.

So in order to suppress the Ulanara clan, she lost a lot of power.

If he couldn't get the true dragon luck from the fourth master's plane, what awaited Lin Lanlan would be strangled by the turbulent flow of time and space after death.

Lin Lanlan tried to calm herself down by picking Buddha beans. When she heard that Yin's chance encounter with the Fourth Master did not make him pity him at all, she had no special expression.

I didn't plan to rely entirely on Yin. A man's love for a woman can never be completely won by another woman.

Lin Lanlan handed the picked Buddha beans to Zhu Zhu, supported Su Jin's hand to stand up, and walked out: "Groom me. What time is it? Should everyone from everywhere come to pay their respects?"

At first, she had abolished the rule that this concubine must pay respects to her head wife. It was not like she had any problem and liked to watch other women buzzing in front of her man.

But now, Lin Lanlan feels that this is the advantage of ancient times. There are many rules to protect the rights of the head wife.

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"What is this?" Yinzhen washed his hands and sat down.

Jiang Ying handed him the chopsticks with both hands and said, "Golden grapefruit and osmanthus sugar water."

The particles in the grapefruit are all broken into small pieces, floating on the surface of the cup like blooming autumn chrysanthemums, reflecting the dots of osmanthus like broken gold, which is pleasing to the eye.

"For something to eat after dinner." Seeing that he wanted to get a spoon, Jiang Ying handed a small steamed bun to Fourth Master, with an attitude that was almost unmatched by anyone else.

Yinzhen glanced at her, and the woman's bright and beautiful eyes blinked, which made her feel relieved.

"You eat, don't worry about me." Even so, Yinzhen still accepted the bun from her and took a bite.

Jiang Ying smiled and said, "The three-fresh tofu buns I chose are also in good taste?"

Yinzhen couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and nodded slightly.

Jiang does make people feel comfortable when she is pleasing people.

In order to keep the long-term opportunity to have dinner with Fourth Master, Jiang Ying was willing to act like a weakling.

God knows how poorly she ate every day before she could take advantage of Fourth Master.

It's hard to go from luxury to frugality.

(End of this chapter)